A Quién?

Who will it be this time
To run away and escape from this wolf
Or who will look with terror
At death, anguish, and dust.

Who will the truth bite
Of their animal instinct, darkening the sky
Or who will seek half
Of their freedom on the ground.

And who will lose their memory
In a world that extinguishes the light
That hides like an ostrich
And pretends to think that the wolf will never
reach its den.

Who will think to release
This fatal beast disguised as a lamb
Who to protect and embrace
Who crushing the bones.

Who will think to invite
To the complicity of power and money
Who will erase from this face
Lying about the peace of another people.